So I finally became brave enough to leave school and come home tonight, and I didn’t exactly get the news that I was hoping for. The vet wanted to do a biopsy of the lump on Toby’s head, but it’s too large. He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to stop the bleeding. He took some blood tests, but the lump will need to be removed. What concerns the vet — and therefore, concerns me — is that Toby has lost eight pounds in a very short period of time, despite eating and exercising the same amount as usual.
Needless to say, I’ve shed a few tears tonight, but I’m still hoping for some good news — at some point, somehow. This personal experience makes me think a lot about my class though. Tomorrow, I’ll be going to school. My student teacher is off sick, and for the first time in over a month, I’ll actually be teaching. I’ll be conferencing with groups of students, leading lessons, and listening to learning. Tomorrow, I can’t be sad.
I can’t help but think of the wonderful FISH Philosophy book that I read many years ago. Tomorrow, I need to “be there” for the students because they deserve my attention and support. I am human. I do have a life outside of the classroom, and I do feel emotions connected with that life. But when I’m at school and in the classroom, I’m a teacher, and even though I have a lump in my throat now, tomorrow I’ll be excited to teach. Sitting with the students, hearing their ideas, and seeing what they do will make me feel that excitement, I’m sure.
How do you ensure that you’re “there” for the students during your own difficult times? I’d love to hear your words of advice!